#fancy breakfast

[jolaunay]

Happy Snow Day ❄️ This is my definition of happiness 😌

[nummy--nums]

Apple Crisp French Toast

Egg mixture:

1tsp all spice

1tsp nutmeg

1tbsp cinnamon

1tbsp sugar

1/4 cup heavy cream

3 eggs

•whisk together then make French toast how you normally would

Apple pie syrup

1 large apple

1tsp sugar

1tsp cinnamon

1tsp olive oil

1tbsp bourbon maple syrup

•cook stirring occasionally until apples are soft and syrup has thickened a bit

•drizzle over your French toast and garnish with ice cream of your choice (maple sausage makes a wonderful add on as well)

[therodentqueen]

Sesame Seed Saturday

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

I enjoy fitness influencer "what I eat in a day" videos where it's incredibly obvious that their diet is completely unrealistic for anyone holding down a full-time job or multiple jobs because they're cooking carefully balanced meals from scratch 3 times a day.

It's a good reminder that they're mostly selling a lifestyle and a look that just isn't attainable for most people who don't have the free time to spend over an hour in the gym plus plan and cook 3 elaborate meals a day.

[fatguarddog]

You'd think with the amount of blueberries I eat something bizarre and kinky would have happened to me by now

[karda]

gonna try to make that fancy pesto +honey grilled cheese today 😁👍👍👍👍 ive been thinking about it for like a week lol

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 82

Lex Luthor is admittedly, a very petty man. A very petty man who absolutely despises a certain kryptonian. So what if he made a clone- the alien got mind controlled practically every other week, could anyone blame him for being concerned?!

He’s more than a little annoyed that said clone was stolen from Cadmus, even though they had assured him repeatedly that they knew what they were doing. Trying to steal Gotham’s cryptid’s child was not a good idea- even he knew that! So of course they take the clone and the kryptonian discovers said clone and… rejects it. Huh. He should probably take advantage of that. 

But he is a petty man. 

If the alien is going to reject the child then he’ll just have to prove to be the better father. He’ll of course be the best father, if only to shove it in the other’s face. Really, how hard could it be?

[naomiknight-17]

When I was 12 or 13, I got chicken pox.

It was truly terrible, a very severe case. I had a persistent fever, and the itchy sores were cropping up in places I'd never imagined they could. I was coated in calamine and still itching and in pain. The sores were even in my throat, which was excruciating.

I didn't eat for 2 days.

My mom was extremely worried about me. She'd never seen me refuse to eat. So on the third day, I awoke to a huge pancake breakfast. Bacon, real maple syrup, the works. Mom was so desperate for me to eat that she slaved over a big fancy (and critically - SOFT) breakfast for me

Jon has been sick for almost a week. I am now sick with a sore throat and congestion and fatigue

We're making French toast

[welcome-to-green-hills]

It's an odd thing to focus on, but now I wanna know the family's breakfast preferences after watching the scene where Maddie prepares it for the boys. She has two platefuls of food before noticing Knuckles' throne, and Sonic is about to grab one of them before he sees it too, but we've also got grapes (no guessing who that's for), watermelon and orange juice on the kitchen table where Maddie's getting everything together.

Hi Hon!❤️✨

Whatever Maddie is making sure looks good! It looks like she made the boys bacon, a bagel with cream cheese, pancakes (which has been stated as Sonic Wachowski’s favorite breakfast food), and egg whites. Looks like she’s got a green goddess drink for them as well.

Ooh! Could you imagine the fun they’d have with making breakfast together?! Like, making breakfast tacos with pancakes as tortilla shells? I bet that’s always fun.

[timothyslucy]

morning after chenford make up sex scene where tim is first to wake up and tries to sneak out of bed and out of the room without waking lucy, only to immediately stop in his tracks when he hears her soft, desperate, little, "wait, where are you going?" 🥺 making him rush right back over to her, peppering her face with kisses as he reassures her he's only stepping out for a minute to go get them breakfast.

[kodasea]

Cape Falmouth Map (2021)

[mathematical-cheese]

Bloody love mince pies

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[chr0n1c-ag0ny]

Fyodor/Nikolai/Sigma, domestic au, but they are painfully slavic and living their best lives, is something that can be so personal.

(this post took forever cause I essentially had to make it twice. I didn't look at what blog I originally posted this to the first time round. shoot me)

[itscontinental]

Send us a scanner

You, we know you aren't using it anymore

It's collecting dust there

And you're dazzlingly wealthy

And you're gorgeous both inside and out

You have too much advantage to manage a scanner

Too lucky

It'll only print authentic cash

Miraculous cash that you don't need

And you feel nothing

What is a miracle to you

In your prosperity

What meaning is this

Spitting what you'll never need

Your hands are moderately tarnished

You feel guilt

You question if guilt is right for you

In your fortune

With your hands

Far from completely crimson

But stained the same

You have blood on them

You feel guilt for what you've done

You resent guilt; you aquaint a soiree crimson

You engage a soiree crimson

You see the absence of guilt

You recognize this as evil

You consider

You question if you envy his evilx

With certainty you would beat him to death

You think about it all night and you get drunk

You depart and wail into the night

The night is the woods that surround the soiree

You wail into the woods

Your scanner is a printer

They all are

It's spitting money

Your fist connects with the bark of the elk

Your bones are broken

You have bionic bones now

And a scanner

Send us your scanner

In the mail

We need it

We cannot promise that it will save your soul

But who's to say; let's find out

You are part machine

You died inside

You have a scanner spitting so much cash

You may come to life

If you try

Send us the scanner

We need a scanner

It will not spitn us money

We are poor

It wouldn't be funny

It has a sense of humor that you despise

It will laugh in silence ourn home

Satisfied with our insanity

It will bring you breakfast again

Things will return to how they were

Ourself, scanning and scanning

Moaning for the dead

Praying occasionally, begging for relief

Begging for a scanner

Do you pray for scanners?

Send us your scanner

Your oversized scanner

So we can scan our work

For Continental breakfast

For all we have

It willn't spit us that which you posess

But it will give us that which we need

It hurts you

It will be good to us

It is oversized too. Can scan more than standard

I don't know the metrics by heart, paper (standard)

You don't either

But it's huge, you needn't; you know.

Send us your scanner

Save your soul

Continental Breakfast is in need of a scanner

We are not kidding

We are in Pennsylvania

Give us a scanner

We can pay you

We can owe you

We fuck for money sometimes

It's on the table but not a guarantee

Only if we find you fetching

Although you have no soul

Perhaps you should give us ßmoney as well

We will revive you

Perhaps

If you give us a scanner

We need a scanner

Please

You,

Yes you

We're talking to you

You know it

You feel it

Send us a what

Meet us, love us, give us a what

A scanner

You guessed it

Smarty

A scanner

Big scanner

You

Big scanner

We love we

We need you

It want it to be big

But it doesn't have to be

Goodnight gorgeous